Haven’t you ever
wondered what happens after you lay your head back on that comfy pillow, and
stare up at the ceiling pointlessly for a few minutes before everything is just…gone?
Haven’t you ever wondered why you are just gone one moment and when you’re
back, it’s suddenly shining? I’ll tell you one thing: I have. And I know why.
And now, you will too.
Your eyes close, and
your heartbeat slows down. Then your consciousness flees your body, and you
know no more. But something else wakes up the moment you fall into sleep.
Something different than you, something that is beyond our feeble human minds.
See, the phrase “Fall asleep” has some real meaning behind it.
Your consciousness flees
your body…and tumbles downwards. You fall down…down…down, and the darkness
envelopes you. You notice how cold it is, yet how at home you feel. Yet
something is wrong. This is your home, yet you feel like an interloper in it.
The darkness loses its
homely feel, and your consciousness is suddenly aware of thousands of eyes
staring at you, just waiting to pull you in. But they cannot defeat you, not
yet. The thing within you emerges with a mighty roar, and you feel yourself
form into a more tangible body. Although it is dark, you can see it looks much
like you, yet much longer. Your mouth and eyes are replaced with thin white
holes.
The thing within you
leaps forward, it’s mighty arms tearing through the malicious force that ever
lingers at the edges of your memory, hovering around you, just waiting for your
guard to drop.
Your not-body smashes
everything in its path, leaving no dark gaze behind to ail you. Then another
force appears, one much more powerful than the one before. You turn, just like
every other night of your life, and your consciousness beholds the man before
you.
He stands in a black
suit with a sharp white tie. His hair is slicked back with all too much gel,
and he has shiny black shoes. In his hands is a briefcase that beckons to you
with an almost irresistible call.
Without a word, he sits
back, and a chair forms behind him. You sit down, and a chair forms behind you
as well. You lock eyes, and peer into his soul. Yes, the eyes truly ARE a
window to the soul. Inside him, you can feel power. It is chaotic, and undoubtable
evil, yet it is power all the same.
“Why are you so
worthless? Do you not wish that you were something more than you were? Why have
you been made this way?”
You stare at him
silently. These questions are all valid, and you feel yourself inexplicably
drawn to him. Yet you know the answers to these questions already. You don’t
remember them, but you do know them.
He tries again. “You
are nothing! All you do is sit around and waste seconds of your meaningless
life! You will never be remembered; you will wash away with the tide of the
world!”
His words are true.
Your feeling of homeliness fades once more, and the power that was within you
fades. You are all on your own once again.
You and the man lock
eyes, engaged in a silent battle. Was it true? Could you really be nothing,
here by accident, and meant not to leave a single mark on this world? No. You
cannot take that. For, in this darkness, only truth can be spoken. You know
this instinctively.
Yet, you really find
this man to have a point. What have you done to change this world, to better
it? Why has nothing worked out for you? Why were you rejected by the love of
your life? Who was controlling your life like this? Why did they hate you so
much?
You ask yourself these
questions not just every night, but during your waking hours as well. For these
are the questions that every human will inevitably ask themselves at some point
in their life. For if you do not wonder, then you are not a human! But, think
before you side with this man. Are you truly what you fear yourself to be?
Are you really a
worthless speck of dust that will be swept away with the tide? No! You must open
your eyes! This man lies with truth! Are you someone who has never done
anything to better this world? Yes, you are! Now you, look into my eyes!
Behold, and tell me, why have you done nothing? That is not the fault of the
one who made you, but you yourself! Only you hold the keys to the world, yet
you have dropped them out of fear of what might happen!
Now, pick those keys
up. You are only nothing because you have not made yourself to be something amazing,
what you really are. You fear to take a chance, but tell me, can you fall any
lower? You are a beautiful bird, locked away in a cage. Yet, you fear to
attempt to push the open door away, and fly into the world! For what if it is
cruel?
Let me tell you
something. The world is cruel. But, which would you rather do? Would you rather
be a worthless speck of dust, or will you pick that key up, and allow your cage
to shatter around you? Make your choice. For this is for you alone to decide.
Every day before this
one, you have been what you have always been: What you make yourself to be. You
still fear to unlock your cage, to set yourself free upon the world!
But this time, things
are different. You pick that key up, and you turn it. And the man screams in
rage, for his hold on you is destroyed. With a simple decision, he is dead. The
false cage of lies and deceit that he spun out of truths you decided on
yourself shatters around you, raining to the ground. You cry out in joy, and
the world cries with you. Now, go make a difference. Go change the world, and
do what you were truly made to do!
Your eyes snap open,
and sunlight streams through the window. You feel strangely invigorated. Your
mind briefly wonders what had happened, and you feel a strange sense of accomplishment
and success. You’re not sure why, but today, you are READY. You jump out of
bed, and head down the hall whistling merrily. Today, you are going to change
the world.
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